Sexy101 "I'll Give You More"
AN: Oh my goodness! People are going crazy over this fic. It's utterly flattering. I shall try to update fast for you all. It's not exactly what I had in mind for this chapter but I thought it was an interestingly smexy idea anyways so I went with it. XD
NoiNoi: Part of this fic is dedicated to you and your awesome idea!
itwaseasy: pickled is actually just a term to describe something that had been soaked in that yummy juice with salt and vinegar and such. You can actually have pickled onions, lettuce, etc. We use the term pickled for pickled cucumbers only because it is the most popular pickled food. But it's really supposed to be pickled cucumbers.
LLL: Haha. Of course I read all my reviews! And this is inspired by those songs you mentioned (push it, 4 minutes) and his sexiness during his performances!
"Hey, Kurt, can we talk to you?" Kurt glanced over to David and the council who were all standing before him now.
He glanced at Blaine who was standing behind the trio with a nervous expression. His friend gave him reassuring smile which helped ease some of his uncertainties. "Yes, of course."
David smiled and spoke up. "We would like to feature you in a duet with Blaine for Regionals."
Kurt's eyes widen in shock and a wide smile flashed across his lips. "That would be amazing." The performance for the girls from his sister school had been part of his audition. At least, that was the rumor. Maybe he didn't do that badly after all.
"But," then came the 'but' from Thad, "there are a few people who are concerned about your performing abilities."
Kurt's expression instantly dropped to a worried frown. David seems to notice and instantly interjected. "And so we've decided to let you give another performance for the warblers to ease these concerns. I hope you will honor our attempts to bring something more… appealing to the table with your song selection and performance."
"But nothing too flashy," Thad quickly added.
Kurt now nodded erratically, song ideas popping up in his head left and right. He could do a Madonna song or maybe Black Velvet, a classic sexy tune that will surely feature his voice wonderfully.
"We look forwards to your performance then," with that, the trio bid their good lucks and good byes individually before departing the room.
Blaine strolled on over with a smile. "Well, you're one step closer to a solo part."
Kurt smiled back and considered all his options. Then a realization dawned on him and he glanced at Blaine for a moment, "I need to make a call. I'll meet you at lunch." Without further explanation, Kurt scurried out of the room.
-glee-
"I'm not surprised that you came to me for advice," the dark-haired girl smiled as she strolled into Kurt's room.
"Well, since you are teaching me the ways to be sexy, I figured you might also be able to help me with my performance."
"Boy, remember River Deep Mountain High? That ass-shaking action that had jaws dropping certainly didn't come from dark and round."
"Um… where's Brittany?"
Santana paused in her lip gloss application in front of Kurt's very large mirror and was silent a moment before standing up and shrugging. "Probably smacking her lips on wheels."
Kurt didn't miss the hesitation or the way the girl's eyes dropped ever slightly. He stared at her for a moment before mentioning, "Blaine asked me if you were a lesbian."
Santana snapped her heated eyes over and dragged them over Kurt in clear annoyance. "I sometimes forget how annoying you can be until you open your wide open trap and talk about things that are none of your business."
Kurt raised an eyebrow and shifted back slightly in surprise at the outburst. "Wow defensive much?" He had expected her just to laugh the idea off or reply with some snide comment. However, it seemed what Blaine had hesitantly informed him turns out to be truer than he expected.
He let his eye drop to the jacket in his hands. "I just wanted to let you know that whatever you decide, Blaine and I got your back."
Santana looked over at Kurt in surprise and she let out an uneven breath, her breath catching in her throat. She watched him place his Dalton jacket neatly into his large wardrobe. Her lids flickered over moist eyes. "Thank you, Kurt." They shared a timid smile before she pulled out something from her bag. "But hell no is my life up for discussion. This, on the other hand, we can talk about. It has the perfect song for you to sing."
Kurt raised his eyebrow as he placed his Dalton tie with his jacket. "What is it?"
She had a sweet smile on her lips. "We're obviously going to have Brittany help us with the choreography; however, it'll be sexy-fine regardless." She slipped the CD into his player and pressed the play button with a delicate finger.
Kurt's eyes widen at the music that boomed on his boom box. He shook his head instantly, "No, no, no. I sing musicals and lovely songs from movies that highlight my amazing range. I don't think I pull off these types of songs well… at all."
Santana danced to the music as she rolled her eyes at him. "Sweetheart, trust me. This is going to kill." She pulled him with her to dance causing him to laugh but complied, attempting to imitate her sensual sways.
-glee -
"I can't do this. I can't just go out and do all…. That stuff in front of Blaine and the warblers. Oh my god. What is Thad or David going to think? I'm dead. I'm expelled then dead."
"You'll be fine, Kurt," Brittany reassured the panicking boy, "it's going to be amazing."
Kurt was still shaking his head in panic at Brittany.
"Are we in a barn?" Brittany suddenly seems to notice and looked around. "Are there cows here?"
Santana glanced at Kurt's Dalton uniform curiously. She and Brittany had dress in Dalton colors to match along with very short skirts, webbed leggings, and cute sailor looking heels. But that wasn't the point she was trying to get at. "Kurt, is that jacket expensive?"
Kurt gave the girl an odd look and glanced down at the blazer. "Yea it is pretty expensive."
"Maybe you should take it off… just so you don't get it dirty." Santana smiled and held out her hand. Kurt threw her a hesitant look before slowly shrugging off the blazer and placing it in her hands.
Brittany then loosened his tie and popped a button open to reveal some of his chest as Santana gave him a head-to-toe overview. "What about the tie?"
"I think we should keep it on. It looks hot," Brittany replied calmly.
Kurt tip-toed to the side of the metal step-looking stage the warblers had performed on for Animal to peak out to see if everyone was there yet.
Suddenly, a loud-pitched squeal was heard and Kurt ran into the metal bars in attempts to get away from the lukewarm liquid that had just drenched him from head-to-toe. His eyes were wide, his hands held out to the side, and he slowly turned back towards the snickering girls in horror.
"My hair!" he cried in dismay. "What are you doing?"
Santana reached forwards to pull back his sleeves and then skimmed a finger across his chest. "Yum."
Kurt looked down and his eyes widened. His white dress-shirt was very clearly clinging tightly onto his chest. He felt his cheeks grow hot. Suddenly he felt even more expose. "No—I can't—Santana?"
The mentioned girl had already begun running to where she was supposed to enter from. He was about to run after her and give her a piece of his mind; however, the music starting to boom into the relatively empty room. Oh Gaga; why?
Santana and Brittany strolled out from the top of the stage.
B: It's gonna be Kurt, bitch.
S: I wanna see him.
And I just want to dance with him.
Brittany laughed in response.
Suddenly a familiar voice entered the scene as Kurt stepped on the stage. He sighed out his line as he leaned down, the two girls flacking his sides and pressing their hands against the wet white shirt sticking to his chest. They thrust up slightly as he crooned out the lines.
Every time they turn the lights down
Just wanna go that extra mile for you
Blaine's jaw dropped with the other warblers. He was on the edge of his seat, trying to keep himself from jumping up. His eye darkened and skimmed across Kurt's wet shirt. Oh gosh water was even dripping from his hair and plastering the usually tame head of hair against his forehead.
The girls leaned towards Kurt and purred their line 'gimme gimme' into his ear and their mics as he continued. His head tilted up sensually just as Brittany had showed him and he threw his arms out, locking his eyes with Blaine.
You got my display of affection,
Feels like no one else in the room but you.
Blaine's eyes locked onto the boy's and he could not look away. Were they having song-sex? Is that even a word?
The girls rushed down the stairs as Kurt made his way down slower, skimming the side of the stage and sliding his back and hand along the metal bar. He thrust his hips out with the beat.
We can get down like there's no one around
We keep on rocking', we keep on rocking'
Kurt flowed down the one more step and Santana, who had been waiting there, grabbed his shirt and pull him towards her. Their bodies collided and slowly slid a few inches towards the ground before pulling themselves back up again. However, while he was moving back up, his eyes locked onto Blaine's again.
Cameras are flashin' while we're dirty dancin'
Blaine jumped up in his seat. However, noticing the stares he was getting from the other warblers and that no one else was standing, he slowly slid back down into his chair again.
Kurt had to grin at that. He didn't expect dapper Blaine to get so flustered but since the boy was, might as well enjoy it. He skimmed his hand against chest, reminding the boys that his shirt was still very wet and very transparent.
They keep watchin' keep watchin' Feels like the crowd is saying…
As they ran through the chorus 'gimme gimme more', Kurt took the time to step down onto the ground and run though some moves with the two girls before strutting towards the warblers and no so subtly aiming his path towards Blaine.
His slid forwards onto his knees a few feet away from Blaine's chair. His chest pumped against the sound of the music. Brittany behind him dragged her hand across his chest.
The center of attention
Even when they're up against the wall
You got me in a crazy position.
If you're on a mission you got my permission
As he got onto his feet again, the girls danced away to tease the other warblers, Kurt pointed at Blaine and beckoned the boy with his finger. Blaine could not help himself from joining him, standing up and stepping a few feet forwards, mesmerized. Kurt grinned.
We can get down like they're no one around.
We keep on rockin', we keep on rockin', rockin'
Cameras are flashin' while we're dirty dancin'
Kurt danced around back before skimming a teasing finger along Blaine's back and feeling the boy shiver. He grinned at the reaction as he leaned forwards and crooned the words into the boy's ears.
They keep watchin', keep watchin'
Feels like the crowd is saying'
As the girls sang the chorus, Kurt stepped back in front of Blaine and shoved the boy back towards his seat before falling in step with the girls and moving away from the warblers.
Blaine stumbled back and stood there in shock. His eyes were locked onto Kurt's form and he tried not to break contact as he stumbled back to find his missing chair. Giving up, he remained standing and staring. He no longer cared what anyone else though. This was… too amazing.
His eyes could not help but drag themselves across Kurt's swaying movement. He could not help but follow their hands as the girls seem to be unable to keep their hands off his chest or back or even his ass! He should have offered to help! Damn, Blaine!
Gimme more, gimme more babe
Suddenly, something hit him in the face causing him to wake from his terrible thoughts. As he looked down, Blaine noticed the Dalton colors on it. It was Kurt's tie. He was holding Kurt's tie. Blaine looked up and widened as Kurt's hand skimmed over the top of his wet, partly-exposed, pale chest.
Do not think bad thoughts. Do not think bad thoughts. Blaine's hands tightened around the tie in his hands as the song came to a close.
-glee-
"Do you think that was too much?"
Blaine had a hard time listening because Kurt apparently had no other shirt with him and the one he was wearing was still very much wet.
"Where is uh… Santana and Brittany? Let me hold that for you!"
"Oh Thanks," he handed his blazer over to his friend as they walked towards the parking lot, "they had to go back early to avoid traffic."
Blaine felt his gaze lingering longer than usual on Kurt's form and found him trying to remember how he lived without admiring the boy before in his life. It was strange. It was like he had become overly sensitive to Kurt now. It was like he suddenly could not help but feel nervous and self-conscious around the living example of a perfect human being.
"That was very—uh—sexy."
Kurt looked over in surprise and slowly let his lips fall into a grin that looked much too similar to the one Santana would carry. "Are you sure? Maybe I need to show you my sexy face a few more time," Kurt hand on hand skin Blaine's arm as he leaned closer as though to whisper in Blaine's ear, "just to make sure."
"Uh— " Blaine stuttered in surprise, caught off guard by Kurt's boldness and shuttering in delight at the contact.
Kurt smiled sweetly, grabbed his jacket. He glanced up at Blaine with a soft sensual smile that he had mastered after Santana's lesson. "See you tomorrow, Blaine." From the way Blaine was gawking dumbly, it seemed to have worked oh so very well.
AN: I hope this chapter was okay! I wrote it very late. XD So tired now so I apologize for any mistakes I missed. Apparently I'm not going to give a next chapter teaser before I apparently never really follow it. The story just evolves in its own weird direction.
I do love suggestions! Some of them are so epic and ingenious that I'm trying to find ways to put them into the story! So, reviews and suggestions are loved!